Leonard Cohen and the delayed Block Print drops in

I received a letter today ‘To The Householder’ on the addressin an envelope from Kingdom Hall of Jehovah’s Witnessessix stamps, from overseas, inside it was a photocopyquoting Matthew 6: (9) (10) Jesus explaininga bright hope for the future plus some bonus Isaiahwith a QR Code to the latest magazine my initials.orga paperclip caught my nail … Continue reading Leonard Cohen and the delayed Block Print drops in

At 67, I recognize spectrum, again

ankle deep courageseven Rips stretchI could to be more carefulholding day as if tomorrowcan be contained, netted don’t touch buoyancythe wings blemish to unflightbecoming now unexpectedtoddler rock pool smilejizz and fizzle, released I recall a hat blown to seaa lizard skin bones inside outbright of shinearch less footsteps parasolscuttle fish, thousands a different coast nowevery … Continue reading At 67, I recognize spectrum, again

Native Thrush

It can’t be there but it is againno matter how slowly I pull the blindthe magic orange all aloneon top of the ragged post untouched secret admirer dark emanatetoo heavy surely for yourscrambling ardour or doting clawplaced dead centre four metres high unpeeled and moonlessing dawnlips await the warming sacrificeyour song cleaves air in fragrant … Continue reading Native Thrush

A once in a hundred years

Event. The wind has itsvoice. Trees are in the freeway.Roller derby shove, then skyAraucana. Shifting technologiesrun for explanations. Rain saysI hold you all, I hold nothing. They’re singing Joni Mitchell.Five women. The Concert Halla Ferris wheel. Holding onO Canada. Grip for the roada river to skate away on.And we’re falling, into words. There’s a moment … Continue reading A once in a hundred years